I screamed my delight at the sexual savagery, my mouth heading no words but the babble of incoherent ecstasy. The human lashed the whip across my pelvis. My body jolted from the pain, an BDSM excited yelp erupting from my lips. Another lashing, this one across the thighs. A deep growl rose from my chest. The whip snapped across my breasts, welts forming across my nipples. I arched my back in pleasure, presenting my body for more. He tied the whip around my neck, tossed it over the rafters, then caught the handle behind my head, and pulled. Only then, when my face was darkening, and I was gasping for air, did the human force his hard cock between my legs. My face tilted to the ceiling in pleasure, the noose forcing my head to stay in that position. With my arms stretched to hold my weight, I felt like I was being strangled and crucified at the same time, all while being raped in both holes. I’d never felt such joy before. Break me! Make me your slave! I could feel the orgasm ballooning inside of me, the pain mixing with the pleasure, the carnal mixing with the primal. My belly shadowed with lines of muscles as my hips rolled in their climactic dance, a motion so sinuous and lecherous it seemed to come from a different woman than I. I, the whore who loved her rapists. I, the slut who was losing her mind. I felt the cocks inside of me pulsating and throbbing against my fluttering womanhood and constricting rectum. They smashed the tender division between my holes, grinding together inside me, ruining me. My legs quivered and I thrashed in my binds, my arms strained against the weight of my body, my face filling with blood from my constriction. It built spanking and built, ascending inexorably to the highest of highs, filming my eyes with tears, stealing the air from my chest. Oh, I could die! I could die right there, and heaven would be a disappointment to such infernal perversions, such delights that raped my very mind! Then it stopped. Bill and the human pulled out of me and left me dangling from the rafters. The feeling never reached its peak. I never got my release! I looked at the human, pleading for him fetish to continue the torture. He leaned in, his smile crueler than it had ever been before. “This will be how we break you Fifty-One.” He sneered, “The poison doesn’t leave you until you come, and we’re never letting you come.” He stroked my face as I sobbed, “The queen gave us very specific instructions for you, Fifty-One. We are going to inject you every hour. We are going to bring you to the edge, then we are going to leave you.” “Please!” I wailed, rubbing my thighs together, kneading my engorged clit between them. It was no use. I needed the touch of another, the flesh of another asian on me, inside me. My juices ran down my japanese legs like water, signaling a desire that consumed my essence. Oh god, please fuck me! I gazed at the human, begging him with my eyes. All the other slaves in the hold were being fucked to capacity, but I was left dangling from the rafters. I stared at Twenty-Three as she writhed between her rapists, a look of such acceptance, of such wonderful bliss in her dead eyes. As soon as I shut the door behind me she mumbled, “About time.” She started driving as silence loomed over the car. You are called Silence. Jordan sat upright suddenly, squeezed her legs shut on my wife's head and started screaming. She was breathing heavily, savoring the feeling of wholeness as my huge cock sheathed within her. "No spanking. Again, it looked like Jenny had been twirling these people around her finger using this stuff. “He can only cum in my ex's pussy,” I explained, “and she'll never fuck him. I took it that she was not going to let another opportunity go by without our special kind of ‘play.’ So, we didn’t. It was all kissing and oral services at this BDSM time. Manjula gawked at the newly legalized cannabis stores and daringly stomped fetish on the glass floor of the CN Tower. "Fuck, oh fuck mom I'm, oh fuck I'm close." As ordered I opened the door all the way with me standing right in the middle, no hiding behind the door. Sarah opens the door. This time I was too shaken up to go back to bed and I found my robe and put it on and went downstairs to the den. “What the hell is that?” asked the red head. He gave me a few one word answers, and didn't really want to see me. I knew something was up, so I just came out and asked him. James hadn't lived with his older sister for years, not since she shipped off to college herself. "Ju gotta silky legs, puto", he said. I was too nervous to undo it when I went to bed a few hours ago. “You’re not just cute dad, you’re way way hot, you have a yummy hot body and you have the nicest big dick, I mean, from what I’ve seen anyway, I haven’t seen it for myself like, up close and stuff. He hadn't touched it yet. Her ass follows until her big full milky ass is planted against the wall, her dripping wet pussy right against the hole. Her eyes rolled back, her fingers gripped the bedsheets so hard she almost ripped them off. Connie and I enjoyed our meals and all of the small talk that we were having with Katrina. I tried my best, but doing extra work with my condition was incredibly challenging. Would it be I japanese made my way to the garage, to the hiding place for my toys. "Yes, I have. Sophie says "you know I would even think he'll be just as good at it, without his hands. My Sheila!!!! “Downloaded it off the internet,” she said. We kissed with passion while pleasure surged down my dick. “Oh, she spanking was just perfect,” my wife said, a big smile on her face. The man in the overalls opened the door and I heard a bell ring, it was like they used to have in shops , a long time ago. What happened next would bring Daisy a brand new experience. “Oh god, stop teasing, and fuck me.” She whined. Sarah is holding my gaze as she smiles asian at me, “I told Mike and Rosie I have some making up to do for you. This position gave Jake access to her rosebud, and after passing the sniff test, he stuck his tongue out and licked his tongue along her asshole. Ruri gasped as her virginal flesh was stroked. Reaching down, she put her hands behind her daughters knees, lifted and spread them as she stood.